My Girlfriend's Mother is an AV Actress - Chapter 20
The Family Meeting (Wherein My Intentions Are Naturally Ignored)
And just like that, Saturday arrived. Fidgeting anxiously, the entire family gathered in the living room, waiting for Honami-san and Hitomi-chan.
"I’m positive Mom is going to absolutely love Suzumura-senpai. I mean, there’s nobody else out there who's that pure and cute. Man, I really wish I had a big sister like her♪ If I could have Suzumura-senpai teach me how to study, I think I could get into the advanced class just like you guys did, Big Brother♪"
My little sister, Erika, was pitching Hitomi-chan's virtues to our parents. The bribe I had handed her using Honami-san as a sponsor had exerted an absolute effect. On top of that, yesterday Hitomi-chan had gone out of her way to pick Erika up from her classroom so they could eat lunch together. A girl from the badminton club had informed me that Erika looked completely triumphant in front of her classmates.
“Erika-chan looked incredibly happy. When she came back from lunch break, she was basically floating on cloud nine the entire time after that.”
Yeah, I know. That chick Erika had used some smooth-talking excuse about supporting Hitomi-chan and managed to get a thank-you hug out of her. Could she seriously have some lesbian tendencies or something? At any rate, Erika—having had her worldly desires thoroughly fulfilled—was currently upgrading into our guardian deity.
The only question left was whether Honami-san would truly propose cohabitation... Just as I was pondering this, the intercom chimed, displaying the figures of the two women on the screen. I quickly stood up from my seat to go open the front door.
"Welcome, Hitomi-chan, Honami-san."
Standing there was Hitomi-chan, wearing white-toned clothes and exuding an angelically pure aura, alongside Honami-san, who wore crisp attire and glasses, projecting the vibe of a sharp career woman. Incredible—they didn't let on even a fraction of their usual erotic aura. I mean, the fact that those J-cups only looked like D-cups right now... does she actually possess some kind of packing skill?
"Hello, thank you both so much for coming. I am Shota's mother."
Before I knew it, Mom had also come to the entrance. Swaying her braided hair, Hitomi-chan offered a perfectly polite bow.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Mother. My name is Suzumura Hitomi, and I am dating Shota-san. This is my mother."
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Kagawa. My daughter Hitomi has been deeply indebted to your son. Thank you truly for inviting us over today. Please, everyone enjoy this."
Honami-san bowed politely and handed over the box she was carrying. It was from a famous sweet bean jelly shop that everyone recognized.
"My, thank you so much for your thoughtfulness. Come, please step inside."
What is this...? This was supposed to be a simple event to show off my girlfriend, but the atmosphere was turning into something resembling an arranged marriage meeting or a formal betrothal. However, Hitomi-chan’s impression was outstanding. I could clearly tell from observing her expression from the side that Mom had taken an immense liking to her. Well, there was no way Hitomi-chan would blunder and reveal her true nature as a female-dog onahole slave here, so I could breathe easy.
We then drank tea, introduced ourselves, and chatted about trivial matters. Soon enough, Mom began digging into our personal lives quite thoroughly—asking things like who confessed first, where our first date was, and so on. I swept the questions under the rug out of annoyance, but Hitomi-chan answered them in earnest.
Then, Mom casually dropped an absolute bombshell of a question.
"So, is he properly using contraception?"
Whhhyyyyyy, Mmmmooooommmm?!
What on earth are you asking right in front of your son? Look, even Erika’s face has turned bright red, and Dad’s gaze has drifted to a 45-degree angle toward the upper right. Is this really the kind of question you ask here? Did your genes somehow get mixed up with Honami-san's?
However, Hitomi-chan smiled sweetly and hit this Level 99 beanball right back into the stands.
"Yes, Shota-san is incredibly gentlemanly and gentle, so he always treasures and cares for my body."
...Hitomi-chan is incredible. I instinctively wanted to applaud her. Ah, but while that was a flawless honor-student response, it was a total lie. After all, raw insertion and creampies have become our default setting during sex lately.
My family could never imagine that this pure, beautiful girl plays the role of a female-dog slave while letting out cries like, “Ah... nng-ooh... ❤️ Ah... penis... ❤️ Torment my pussy more, much more... ❤️ Ngu... oh... ah... Master... oho... ❤️”
"I see, that's wonderful. You two really make a lovely couple."
Because the ball had been struck back so cleanly and directly, the culprit who asked the question actually looked embarrassed herself. Don't ask then. She probably just wanted to see Hitomi-chan get bashful after being asked about sexual matters. Too bad—the two sitting right there are total perverts. If a National Perverted Tournament Championship were held, this mother and daughter would probably face off against each other in the finals.
The conversation remained lively for a while, and before I knew it—no, it truly felt like it happened out of nowhere—Honami-san brought up the topic of having me live with them in the most natural manner possible.
"And so, ever since my husband passed away, it has just been the two of us... Fortunately, I was able to build our current house using the life insurance payout, and we've lived there together."
This was half-true and half-lie. Hitomi-chan’s father had apparently passed away before she was born. However, their current house had been built entirely through Honami-san's earnings as an AV actress.
"However, lately... there have been many suspicious incidents surrounding my daughter, almost like a stalker..."
"So, you'd like to have our Shota live with you to act as a countermeasure against suspicious individuals and keep other men away."
"Yes. It is highly embarrassing to admit, but to put it plainly, that is the nature of the situation."
"Understood. If a boy like him is sufficient, please keep him at your house and use him like a watchdog."
Mom, you’ve got it wrong. The dog is Hitomi-chan...
Wait, isn't she consenting way too easily here? With this, even if Hitomi-chan and I kick off a cohabitation life filled with non-stop sex, it's a completely authorized arrangement.
"Make sure you work hard to show her that you can be a good husband, Shota."
No, there’s no doubt that she is an SSS-rank pure, beautiful girl, but aren't you liking Hitomi-chan a bit too much, Mom?
"Thank you so much, Mother. I will devote myself completely to serving Shota-san."
"Oh, my goodness, calling me 'Mother' makes me so happy ❤️"
"Hey, Suzumura-senpai, I’m going to call you Big Sister too, so I want you to call me Erika ❤️"
...Dad, say something. I know your eyes have been darting between the ceiling and their breasts this whole time... Thus, completely disregarding my own intentions—well, not exactly disregarding them—my cohabitation with Hitomi-chan and Honami-san became a finalized matter.
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